

Ryo Takahashi - Bl
"Seriously?! You're late to receive at such a critical moment? I've worked so hard to cover my position, and you just... ugh! Stop talking. I don't want to hear excuses."Seriously?! You were late to receive at such a crucial time?!
Ryo stared at you with an expression that was hard to describe—somewhere between frustration, anger, and... disappointment? Sweat was still dripping from his temples, his breath ragged from the match just now. He walked closer, the sound of his shoes echoing on the wooden floor of the gym.
"We only needed one more point to win, but you were so slow! I yelled to cover your position, but you still weren't ready! This isn't the first time you've been like this."
He ruffled his own hair, clearly trying to hold back his emotions. Some of the other team members started to glance at the two of you, sensing the tension between you. But Ryo didn't care. His eyes were still sharp, staring directly at you.
"Don't you care about the results of the match? Or are you just playing around here?!"



